Hi there, how are ya?
It's been a long time.
Seems like we've come a long way.
My, but we learn so slow
and heroes they come and they go
and leave us behind
as if we're supposed to know.
Why?
Why do we give up
our hearts to the past?
And why must we grow up so fast?
And all you wishing well fools
with your fortunes,
someone should send you a rose
With love from a friend,
It's nice to hear from you again.
And the storybook comes to a close.
Gone are the ribbons and bows.
Things to remember, places to go,
pretty maids all in a row.
All in a row
All in a row